Just as she reached the foot of the mountain, Li Tingting's cell phone rang, and she answered the call.
Zhang Xiaofan was very close to Li Tingting, and he vaguely heard the voice on the other end of the phone.
It was a young boy's voice saying there was some matter, and he needed Li Tingting to hurry back.
"Uh, Xiaofan Brother, I have an urgent matter to attend to, so I have to go."
"I'll contact you another day, after all, I remember what you said."
Li Tingting's tone was a bit playful.
Had it not been for this phone call, Li Tingting would have planned to follow Zhang Xiaofan back to Shitou Village.
Because she wanted to understand Zhang Xiaofan more deeply,
through the place he lived, the people around him, the environment in which he grew up.
Li Tingting was no ordinary girl; she could see that there was something special about Zhang Xiaofan.
Zhang Xiaofan, indeed, had piqued her great interest, and she really wanted to get to know him well, to make good contact.
